"Damn it, how familiar is this smile!"
"Am I hallucinating?"
In the doubtful eyes of the two serving girls, the Eagle Demon shook his head and looked away from Ye Hong.
Looking at the turbulent undercurrent on the field, the nine elders said calmly: "I won't talk nonsense. How you perform will be judged by everyone."
The rules that the Eagle Demon said didn't look like rules were exactly the rules of this competition.
In one arena, the Nine Poison Elders can enter at any time and anywhere.
Single fight, group fight, whatever you choose.
Naturally, so many onlookers made comments about the last position.
The Eagle Demon will also have a corresponding scale in his heart.
Such a primitive and barbaric style is in line with the style of the Seven Poisons Sect.
"So, who's on stage first?"
The Eagle Demon's eyes glanced towards the audience with a veiled pressure.
The nine elders were all eager to try.
Everyone knows that the first one to take the stage will definitely gain points in the eyes of the many "judges" present.
Even Su Cen, who has always been scheming, couldn't wait to stand up and prepare to go to the stage.
However, as soon as he got up from his seat, his shoulders felt heavy.
A strong hand pushed Su Cen back into the chair without any explanation.
The force coming from the palm of my hand was like a huge mountain pressing down on my shoulders!
Su Cen was suddenly horrified.
He is an ancient warrior. Who has such power that he has no desire to resist!
When he saw Ye Hong walking in front of him, his pupils suddenly shrank.
Suddenly, Su Cen felt that he had never seen through this closed disciple.
Feeling confused, he watched Ye Hong walk to the stage.
When they saw that the first person to take the stage was a young man, there was an uproar.
"Who is this kid?"
"Whoever he is, he actually dares to cause trouble in the sect's internal competition. He will feel better later!"
Facing the crowd, Ye Hong introduced himself calmly.
"Everyone, I am Xiagu Kang, a closed disciple of the Ninth Elder."
As soon as he finished speaking, there were displeased scoldings from other elders.
"Lao Jiu really doesn't know how to teach disciples. How could he teach such a person who doesn't understand the rules?"
"Boy, this is a competition between our nine poisonous elders. Don't make trouble and go cool down."
The strange thing is that when the eighth elder reprimanded Ye Hong, Su Cen just said nothing.
He sat in his original position with an uncertain expression.
Glancing at Su Cen, the eyes behind the mask of the Eagle Demon Goshawk suddenly narrowed.
On the stage, Ye Hong remained calm and composed and said with a slight smile: "The juniors will naturally know the rules of the competition.
It's just that this junior is willing to fight for the teacher this time and sincerely ask for advice from the seniors.
If you are no match for the juniors, there is no need for the teacher to fight.
Teacher, do you think so? "
Ye Hong turned his head and looked at Su Cen with a smile on his last words.
Looking at the closed-door disciples on the stage who were completely different from usual ones, and looking at those deep hole-like eyes, Su Cen felt as if a popsicle had been stuffed in his back, and a chill suddenly rose up from his back.
"Yes, yes."
Su Cen's voice was a little dry, and his face was as stiff as ice.
He turned his head slightly, not daring to look at Ye Hong.
Until now, he still felt sore and sore from the shoulder that Ye Hong pressed.
"Arrogant kid!"
Although Ye Hong's tone was calm, the content of his words was extremely domineering, which immediately made the eight elders furious.
Even the onlookers below sneered and shook their heads, secretly wondering if the young man on the stage had lost his mind and gone crazy.
"Since Lao Jiu doesn't know how to teach his disciples, let me teach him for Lao Jiu!"
An old man with gray hair on his temples stood up with a sinister smile and walked towards the stage.
Ye Hong recognized this person as [Jie Wushu], the eighth among the nine poisonous elders of the Seven Poison Sect mentioned in the intelligence.
After Ma Zhen tampered with the Seven Medicine Sect into the Seven Poison Sect, he retained the establishment of seven branches.
However, with the expansion of ambitions, the Eighth Division and the Ninth Division were later established in southern Xinjiang.
Because the status of these two branches is similar and there is a desire to compare with each other, the relationship between Jie Wushu, the elder of the eighth branch, and Su Cen, the elder of the ninth branch, is quite different.
Presumably, Jie Wushu jumped out in such a hurry because he wanted to take this opportunity to kill Su Cen's closed disciple.
But Ye Hong didn't take Jie Wushu's murderous intentions to heart.
Because he also wanted to kill Wu Shu.
On the other side, Jie Wushu had slowly walked onto the stage and looked at Ye Hongyao.
In this arena without a referee, Jie Wushu didn't say a word, and took out several rose caltrops from his palm.
This hidden weapon, similar to the shuriken of Sakura Country, is very popular in southern Xinjiang.
And the caltrops on Jie Wushu's hands were obviously different. They were covered with blue ants, breathing green poisonous mist visible to the naked eye.
This kind of green ant is a famous poison in southern Xinjiang.
Although it is small in size, its toxicity is no less than that of the Five Poisons.
There are no rules in this arena, and it doesn't matter life or death.
No one cares what weapons and methods are used.
Jie Wushu couldn't help but threw these iron caltrops at Ye Hong.
The iron caltrops streaked across the sky like meteors, causing loud roars and arousing applause from the audience.
The so-called layman sees the excitement, while the expert sees the door.
As soon as these caltrops appeared, the other elders watching in the audience sneered.
"Jie Wushu is really ruthless in his actions. He actually used his Taoist intention on this boy."
"Forget it, kill this kid quickly and end this farce."
Ye Hong looked at the flying caltrops and his eyes gradually narrowed.
"Ding! Trigger the grandmaster-level ability to see through and trigger the grandmaster-level effect [Seeing Fire]."
"Ding! Seeing through is complete, target type: genetic ancient warrior.
The target's proficiency: Pseudo Green Ant Poison Path.
Fighting style: poison, summoning.
Threat level: Weak.
Target weakness: The target is an artificial ancient warrior created by the poisonous poisonous gene. The fatal weakness is the poisonous poisonous gene in the body. "
Looking at Jie Wushu's information, Ye Hong smiled coldly in his heart.
As expected, Wu Shu was an artificial ancient warrior who had been injected with the poisonous poison gene and mutated!
Therefore, there is an additional word "pseudo" in front of the Taoist meaning that he mutated.
Counterfeit Taoist ideas are naturally inferior to genuine ones.
Therefore, although the caltrops flying towards him looked ferocious, to Ye Hong, they were like paper toys.
With a simple wave of his hand, the Tao of Fire was at his fingertips.
"call-"
The sea of fire filled the sky, burning all the green poisonous ants on the caltrops.
Even the hard iron caltrops were turned into molten iron in the hot flames.
Seeing this scene, Jie Wushu, who was opposite, almost had his eyes popping out of his eyes.
The elders who were originally watching a show were so shocked that they jumped up from their seats.
The audience outside the venue fell into an eerie silence in the blink of an eye.
(End of chapter)